After some deliberating I finally stood in front of the huge wall mirror with my eyes still closed. Then I slowly opened them.I gasped for breath, see...ng what MORFS had dealt me with. 'I really am a freak now.' My skin was now covered with a fine downy dark brown fur except for my stomach and chest, there and on my neck and face the fur was of a much lighter shade of brown, almost like the sand on the beach. I had shapely but seemingly powerful legs leading up to wide hips. The tiny waist above. She was incredibaly limber from her gymnastics classes, and I was apparently having a positive affect on her. She spread her legs wide till they were lying on the bed flat to either side of her in the splits. I started in kissing her inner thighs again, and worked my way to that bit of puffy flesh in the middle. Once I got there I ran my tongue from her little pink sphincter to just below her belly button. She shuddered and sucked in a huge breathe.I asked her if she wanted me to continue.She. " Steve sighed. "HR ain't gonna like it ... We really don't have anything concrete." If he's faking reports, he'll trip over his own feet. The guy's not bright enough to do a good job of faking things. If I find something, you need to back me up. He'll be gone." I'll back you up."I picked a candy from the jar on Steve's desk and was peeling the wrapper."So, you an' Nikki? Thing's okay? Are you freakin' insane?" Whaddaya mean, 'insane'?" She's, like A KID!" Oh, hell, Steve, I knew sooner or. "Stable enough that she could stand the move, anyway. OK, I guess that's about the best I could expect from you. I won't push anything about the body."He coughed. "Uh, Larry, I'm sure you understand that you'll need to keep what's been said here completely quiet," he went on. "I mean completely. If you tell anyone, anyone at all, well..." I know, I know," I said sourly. "I'll keep it zipped. Is there going to be some kind of funeral?" No, she had no relatives here, of course, no friends really.